June 12
Inbetween CIA headquarters and Washington Monument
0234 hours

By now it was the afternoon, and I had explained my discovery to everyone. They all seemed to agree and started making plans immediately. "I say we ought to alert every single agent in that damn building then make them search every inch, nook, and cranny of it, checking for any explosives." Cyrus said. Catherine said: "Yes, I agree with Cyrus. I say we scope out the bomb like we did when Murray was a mole."
"I think we should arrest the SPYDER agents first," I suggested. All of a sudden a boom came from behind the helicopter. Alexander gasped. "Oh, my." He said, swerving left as anotber faint boom appeared on the right. I looked back, and two enemy planes were on our tails. "We got company!" Jawa screamed. Cyrus tossed us each something heavy and fired his own heavy artillery out the window. It was a rocket propelled grenade. The enemy plane dogdged by swerving upside down and zooming to our side. A SPYDER agents was inside. Botb pilots, Alexander and thw agent drove with one hand and tried to shoot eachother with pistols. This sent the helicopter bobbing up and down, knocking all of us around. Cyrus fired a wobbly grenade and it took off the entire plane wing. It went off and erupted in flames, spinning wildly while shooting a missile at us. The pilot cursed as he went down and poofed through the clouds. The second plane was still shoulder to shoulder with Alexander. He rolled up the bulletproof helicopter windows, but didn't see the heat seeking missile coming for the ass of the plane! "INCOMI-AAAAGH!" Jawa's seat erupted as he fell backwards into the burning remains of the back of the plane. "Jawa!" I screamed as I slipped. Mike scrambled but the gravity of the wind sucked him out and into the void. "WAAAAH!!" He screamed. Erica Hale fell out and for a second I thought she jumped out. I felt a hand on my shoulder, and before I could turn around....

I was falling.